Ruyue and Rushuang are obviously still uninformed girls' homes. They have never seen such scenes. Their pretty faces were red as if they were about to drip bleeding. Their bright eyes looked elsewhere, but they couldn't help but feel curious and secretly glanced at them.

On the other hand, Wuming, who was covered in red and delicate clothes, was free and tight in front of two flower-like girls. He had neither the obscene expression of a colored ghost nor the embarrassment of a little man. He stood there openly and straightly.

Qiang Yin felt shy in his heart, and a pair of sisters served Wu Ming with quick hands and feet.

After finishing it up and down, Ruyue took out a wooden comb from her arms and combed Wuming's long hair. Rushuang walked out. After a while, she brought a copper basin filled with clear springs to wash Wuming's face.

Wuming, surrounded by a faint fragrance on the two women, had no intention of experiencing the gentle enjoyment at this moment. At this moment, his mind was occupied by a beautiful face engraved in his heart. All the memories of Xu Wenqing combing his hair and face with a gentle smile on his face.

"elder sister……"

Wuming called out his beloved beauty affectionately in his heart.

Looking at himself in the bronze mirror, Wuming couldn't speak for a long time.

"This...is this me?" Wuming asked in his heart.

As the saying goes, Taoist pairs clothes and horses pairs saddles, this is true.

Wuming was far from his usual honest rural farmer appearance.

He was wearing a green silk Confucian shirt, but he could not hide his majestic figure. He was wearing a sachet and jade pendant and a long white belt. He was not a luxurious outfit for a nobleman in brocade clothes and a playboy, but he had a unique noble power.

The shiny black hair combed by Jing Ruyue's wonderful hands was tied up on the top of her head, neatly and in tune, two thick eyebrows flew into her temples, and a faint purple ray in her tiger eyes flashed with a bit of enthusiasm, elegant and vigorous.

From a simple young man in the ordinary countryside to a handsome young man, he seemed to be two people in both image and temperament. Even Wuming himself could hardly recognize him, let alone those people in the martial arts world who were not very familiar with him.

Wuming, who was stunned in the mirror, did not notice it. The eyes of the Ruyue Rushuang sisters behind him had undergone some subtle changes in their eyes.

In the evening that day, a high-top black-topped carriage drove onto the official road. Ten strong men with weapons and weapons were sitting upright on the front and back of the carriage, showing their power and power. They were the guards of the owner of the carriage.

The interior of the carriage is exquisite and luxurious, with one man and two woman sitting inside, and they are the two sisters Wuming and Ruyue Rushuang.

The space inside the car is limited, Ruyue and Rushuang are almost snuggling in Wuming's arms, Rushuang's pink head is slightly raised and said, "Young Master, where is our destination?"

Before leaving, Rushuang, the clever ghost, raised the question of title. After all, calling Saint Lord outside was too eye-catching, Wuming naturally had no objection, so he became a young master.

The distance between him and the two women was invisibly closer.

Two beauties who are as beautiful as flowers and jade are close at hand, but Wuming seems to be ignorant and unconscious. Her purple eyes are always as clear as water. Hearing this, he said simply: "Kuizhou Prefecture City." After saying that, he closed his eyes and stopped talking.

More than two months have passed since the establishment of the peerless evil forces, and the world has been filled with panic. Whether it is the three religions and four gangs involved in the operation or the many large and small gangs under its jurisdiction, they are all on guard and are nervously waiting for Cheng Huaibao's next move.

However, to everyone's surprise, Cheng Huaibao had no movement except Ye Xingtianfeng Gang, and there was not even a slight sound of wind, as if this person had disappeared into the air.

Hanzhong Prefecture Shuangzun Alliance.

Although Wuming has always been in charge of alliance affairs, he is strong and resolute, but he is the backbone of the whole alliance.

Since the rumors of Wuming's death came to Hanzhong, it was undoubtedly a huge blow to the Shuangzun Alliance, which was determined to show its power in the world. The Shuangzun Alliance was shrouded in a miserable fog.

Late that night, a black shadow that seemed to have no substance flashed into the Double Zun Courtyard very quickly.

The black shadow seemed to be very proficient in hiding the traces and sneaking in. He easily avoided the many traps of the mechanism designed by Xu Wenqing in the past and broke straight into the inner courtyard.

Hesitating for a moment in the shadow of the house, the black shadow sniffed and suddenly rushed westward.

A strong tangible aroma of wine enveloped the courtyard. There was no doubt that this was the old wine monster's wine hall.

The black shadow fell lightly into the yard without making any noise.

He stood on tiptoe to the door. The black shadow hesitated for a moment and finally raised his hand and patted the wooden door lightly.

After taking a slap, the wooden door creaked and opened.

The black shadow was obviously not prepared at all. He was so scared that he shivered, and flew away one by one.

The wine monster, covered in alcohol, walked out of the door swayingly, and raked a deep voice: "Where did you come from the rash boy? If you didn't know how to knock on the door, the old drunkard would kill you with one palm."

To the surprise of the wine monster, the black shadow was not only not afraid, but seemed to be familiar with him, and whispered: "Old drunkard, please keep your voice down, don't let others know." It turned out to be a crisp and pleasant girl's voice.

The old drunkard was stunned and wondered: "Where did you come from?"

The black shadow jumped forward and pulled the wine monster's arm into the house without any hesitation. After closing the door, he pulled down the masked black scarf, revealing an ugly face full of lumps. It turned out to be the stinky girl Lin Yubing.

The old drunkard couldn't help but ask again, "Whose girl are you? What's the matter with looking for the old drunkard?"

Lin Yubing, the girl, was familiar with her and said naturally as if she was in her own home: "Old drunkard, I am Lin Yubing, I'm here to find Brother Bao."

The old drunkard once heard Cheng Huaibao talk about the ugly girl, and his original vigilance immediately disappeared and opened his mouth, "Are you the ugly girl Xiaobao always talks about?"

Lin Yubing couldn't help but smile when she heard this and said, "Does Brother Bao often keep me alone?"

The wine monster nodded and said, "No, by the way, Lin Yatou, why did you suddenly run to me to do?"

Lin Yubing's face suddenly dimmed, and she pouted and said, "I heard that Brother Wuming was dead, and I was so anxious that I didn't know how Brother Xiaobao is doing now. Grandpa and father refused to let me go out, so I sneaked out. By the way, old drunkard, do you have any news about Brother Xiaobao?"

The old wine monster's red face sank, and he sighed, "The old drunkard doesn't know, alas... the two boys have left Hanzhong, and no news has come from any news. Now the morale of the whole alliance is tight, and the bad guys are listless in practicing martial arts."

Lin Yubing cried and said with a small face: "Old drunkard, what should we do? How can we help Brother Xiaobao and the others?"

The old drunkard pulled up the plug on the wine gourd, raised his neck and drank a sip of the old wine, and said, "I have to wait for it now."

Lin Yubing's mouth flattened, her big red eyes flashed with bright tears, and she said in a crying voice: "Old alcoholic, Bing'er... Bing'er wants to stay in the Shuangzun Alliance and wait for news about Bao Ge with you."

The wine monster was not afraid of the earth, but he really had no choice but to take a tearful little girl, and couldn't help scratching her gray hair like a chicken coop and said, "If you want to stay, stay, why are you crying? Tomorrow, an old drunkard will ask Ji Dwarf Ji to say that, with the old drunkard's face and the relationship between the girl and Xiaobao, the short one dared not refuse."

In this way, Lin Yubing quietly moved into the Shuangzun Courtyard.

Lin Yubing is arrogant and domineering. Seeing the lifeless appearance of the Shuangzun Alliance, he couldn't help but show his might. He pointed to the noses of the men and scolded him: "Do you understand the blood debt and blood payment? Look at your bears, you deserve to be called men? They are all shit!"

After being scolded by a little girl, no bloody man could stand it. A group of big men surrounded Lin Yubing in the center and shouted in anger: "You yellow-haired girl knows nothing! Do we not want to fight against the righteous dogs and bastards? But Lord Ji doesn't let him go!"

The noise in the yard seemed to be in a panic finally alarmed Ji Zhong. The short man who had just woken up by the hangover rushed to the front yard in a mess.

As soon as he saw Ji Zhong, Lin Yubing couldn't help but say annoyed: "Jiuzi, why don't you lead people to fight against those bastards in the righteous way?"

He knew Lin Yubing's life experience, so he naturally knew that this lady was unlucky and couldn't help but sigh and said, "Miss Binger, stop making trouble. Fight? Even if we fight with our lives, what can we fight? Just stretch out a finger on the three religions and five sects to make the Double Alliance disappear. You can't let the enemy pay the price, and fight the lives of your brothers in vain. That's not bravery, that's stupid!"

Ji Zhong became more and more excited as he spoke. At the end, his face looked ferocious and almost roared.

In recent times, Ji Zhong has been under much greater pressure than anyone in the Shuangzun Alliance, so great that he can hardly afford it.

Lin Yubing was even more annoyed when he was suffocated and shouted: "Is this your reason for escaping? Can't you think of other ways to take revenge?"

"Other ways? What other ways can I imagine? The strength is obvious. How about Miss Bing'er, you think of a way for us?"

Lin Yubing was not polite, and pinched his waist and said, "Do you think I am as stupid as you? I have already thought about it, but I promised that you all have to listen to me."

Some hope suddenly arose in Ji Zhongzhong. With the identity of the eldest lady of the Knight Killer Hall, maybe she really has some way.

A stream of passion rushed to his head, Ji Zhong felt a fever, and he agreed without thinking.

Ji Zhong nodded hastily and planted the seeds of the future of the Double Zun Alliance's hard work.

Lu Qingyuan.

Han Xiaoyue's slender face looked slightly lit up, looking at the bright moon in the sky, with a hint of love between her beautiful eyebrows and starry eyes. She was filled with a hint of love. I don't know when it started, becoming obsessed with the moon became a habit.

"Xiaoyue."

A kind call came from behind, which made Han Xiaoyue come to her senses.

The beauty sighed quietly in her heart, turned around calmly, and bowed respectfully, "I have seen Master."

Looking at the beautiful face of his apprentice who was suffering from love but trying hard to hide it, Tan Feiya shook her head secretly, but there was no way.

As he approached, Tan Feiya whispered: "Xiaoyue, how have you practiced the third chapter of your Freedom Soul-Seeing Order?"

Han Xiaoyue said slightly, "Report to Master, Xiaoyue has mastered her."

Tan Feiya nodded slightly. Her apprentice is a genius in music. Perhaps no one in the garden can compare with her talent and qualifications except Xu Wenqing.

When Tan Feiya thought of Xu Wenqing, she couldn't help but feel pain.

What a lovely person, but now...

On the way to Kuizhou Prefecture, Wuming truly experienced the wonderful enjoyment of having clothes to reach out and food to open his mouth.

Ruyue Rushuang and the other maids served him meticulously. If you insist on it, you might be the only thing that warms the quilt. It’s not that Ruyue Rushuang doesn’t want to, but that they really don’t have the quilt to warm them.

The night before he set off on the road, the two maids took turns to make a statement, wanting Wuming to agree to spend the night with them. Wuming had no defense between men and women, so he naturally agreed without caring about it.

Just when the two maids thought they were in the plan, they had no choice but to find that Wuming had practiced his internal skills cross-legged on the bed for a whole night, and did not give them any chance at all.

Looking at the unknown skin reflected by the sun, the two sisters looked at each other and found a hint of surprise and helplessness in each other's eyes. They were full of confidence before traveling, but now they have no confidence in completing the task.

Faced with the gentle enjoyment that anyone would be addicted to, Wuming was indifferent and just ordered his followers to rush on his way. He could no longer wait. After meeting Xiaobao, he would go to see his sister and his children quickly. Calculate the time, his children should have been born.

The Great Elder sent the ten followers to Wuming, all of whom were masters taught by him.

Since the day the Holy Palace of Tribulation was built, it has set rules. Although almost all the martial arts secrets of the Demon Sect are hidden in it, they are usually locked in caves. They will not practice the secret skills until the Demon Sect is facing a great disaster.

The reason why Lian Yuntian set this rule was that he was afraid that a single lineage would appear in the sect, factional struggles would endanger the safety of the Demon Sect. Therefore, all the hosts of the Holy Palace of Tribulation were the most trusted confidants of the saints of all generations.

Thirteen years ago, the great disaster of the Demon Sect was passed to the Great Elder. Due to the disappearance of the Saint Lu Tianya, the Great Elder, who was already a hundred years old, immediately took over the power and fully managed the entire Demon Sect.

He opened the Sutra Cave to retrieve various magical secrets, and attracted hundreds of young men of appropriate age from the remaining strongholds of the Demon Sect. He taught according to his aptitude and taught different unique skills.

The masters trained by the Great Elder themselves, even Liao Feng and Geng Tianchu in the Holy Palace of Tribulation, were only more than twenty people, all of whom had first-class skills, and were the foundation for the resurgence of the Demon Sect.

On weekdays, these people only obey the Great Elder, and Liao Feng and Geng Tianchu could not command it. This time, nearly half of the troops were dispatched for Wuming. It is conceivable that the Great Elder attaches great importance to Wuming.

Under Wuming's urging, the group rushed westward, went north through Yongshunsi, passed Shizhouwei, and crossed the Yangtze River.

Sixteen days later, the nameless carriage drove into the long-lost Kuizhou Prefecture City.

I have been busy renting houses and moving houses in recent days. The update has been late. Don’t blame me. I will update it from today as usual!
Chapter completed!